Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 893
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 893
Emily’s face became paler and paler. The words ‘this is unbelievable’ were practically written across
her face at this very moment. A sudden realization washed over her: I’m done for! Why? Why is J
so good at ying the piano?! Why didn’t I know about it?! Why did J keep it a secret from me?!
Today is supposed to be my day! Why does J have to stick her nose in it?! What the hell is this?!
Her heart was consumed by a mixture of pain and rage!
Meanwhile, the man sitting in the front row of the audience watched everything in front of him calmly.
Joy shed across his deep eyes, but he tried hard to suppress it. Jan really does know how to y the
piano! Jan is really good at it too! I thought she had revealed the full extent of her skills during Emily’s
banquet the other day. I can’t believe how skillful she is! I really did not expect this… He took out a
packet of cigarettes, simultaneously feeling happy and irritable as he lit one up and put it in his mouth.
His movements were very slow, and his voice was very cold. “Jan, what other secrets are you hiding
from me?”
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On the other hand, Henry sat there with his mouth agape—his mouth was open so wide that even a
goose egg could easily fit into it. Damn! I’ve known J for such a long time. Despite that, I never
knew that she was so good at ying the piano! Her performance today is even better than her
performance during Emily’s banquet the other day! This indicates that her true strength goes far
beyond that!
Then, Lee pursed his lips. Turning his head, he smilingly asked, “What do you think, Young Master
Moss?”
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A long whileter, Henry came back to his senses. Nodding, he looked embarrassed and a little
stunned. “S-She’s not bad!”
“Not bad?” Lee curled his lips into a smile. “Are you saying you’ve met somebody better than her
before?”
Henry nodded stiffly and confidently replied, “Yes! My idol, Sweet Tune!”
Lee rolled his eyes speechlessly while shifting his gentle gaze to the young girl on the stage again.
At this moment, the girl on the stage lifted her eyes and slowly got up. The look in her eyes was full of
wickedness and haughtiness. “I’ve finished my performance. Thank you.”
After her words rang out, the entire theater fell dead silent again. Isn’t her tone and her attitude way too
arrogant?! She is acting as if she’s already the champion!
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Smiling, she slowly walked to the middle of the stage and waited for the judges to score her
performance. The five judges held their breaths and nced at each other. Their expressions were full
of disbelief and shock. In the short five minutes of her performance, she broadened their horizons
again by showing them just what it meant to be a real piano master.
“F*ck! Did J really perform that song?!”
“I wasn’t hallucinating just now, right?!”
“How can this be?! Isn’t J an author?! Why does she also know how to y the piano?!”
“Yeah! Besides, how can her ying style be so simr to Sweet Tune?!”
“Sweet Tune? Could it be that J is Sweet Tune’s apprentice too?”
“That’s impossible. Sweet Tune only has one apprentice—Roxy. How can another apprentice just
appear out of thin air like that?”
“No way. Could it be that J giarized this song—”
Meanwhile, all the judges could think of was the word ‘giarism’. giarism was a huge taboo
regardless of what industry it concerned. As judges, they could not tolerate such behavior, much less
during apetition that was being broadcasted globally
When the host saw that the judges didn’t seem inclined to score her performance, he hurriedly
reminded them, “Dear judges, please score the performance.”
Despite that, the five judges remained motionless. Hence, an incredibly awkward atmosphere fell
across the entire venue.
Henry blinked. “What’s going on? Why are these judges specifically targeting J?”